My Favorite Sisters or Look What you missed Mot

Aye ...these red headed lassies are a we bit touched in the head they are.

Lucky us.

Love the new camera...I must say!!

NewTraditions

Steeped in tradition, our family gatherings always seem to bring out the love we have for one another.

This new and exciting ritual of being "slap happy" shows great promise of being part of all our family gatherings. It may already be a tradition just not so digtallydocumented.

Yous guys are really funny.

Jimmy finally goes digital

Wow...is this digital thing fun.

After blowing up half of Kodak's buildings I figured it was time to migrate away from the emulsion based stuff and go ...DIGITAL.

Big time....so much flexibility...no wondering how it will come out...going to CVS for the one hour stuff...no more freezers full of film...this is like being set free...in this case freedom means being ridiculous goofy.

Long live digital.

Thanks for everything Kodak. Its been real.

I don't think I'll be back.

Think Tank?

Obviously this is a serious problem on my part for not keeping this lovely blog in a perfectly lineal time line but...let's go back...just a little bit.

August 2007. Phase II Kidney Transplant- Homeward bound. Pop and Mot take shifts doing things for me like laundry and fetching water down to the river ....uuum or fridge.

All the lap tops were set up in the dining room table. We would commune during different parts of the day tapping, tapping....tapping.

Philosphical, political and technical discussions were frequent and haphazard. Mot plotted his course westward in Chillipepper, Pop mapped out Hilly's campaign domination in NY and I checked email at work. It was an extrordinary time of change , healing, bonding and heat. (sounds like a glue gun war in kindergatrten) Apparently, I was told that, it was hot. After 11 days in the Strong meat locker and taking way too many meds...I could not feel the heat at all. Everyday felt like 72 degrees. I know the air in the dining room does not move so I just watched Mot and Pop sweat. What I thought was a family think tank...was more closely related to a Stink Tank. Sorry about the lack of air conditioning boys. Miss you.

Holiday still life

Hangin' at Pop's pub for the holidays